Hate Post #15647 and Dont Rain On My Parade

I hate insensitive people. You know, the ones who dont use their brains when they say or ask you something. I hate it more when your own family member does this sorta thing to you. Shouldn't they know better not to touch certain topics?

To me, the most sensitive topic is weight. Yes, I know and aware I'm fat. There, I said it. I'M FAT!!!!!! Plus size, obese, elephant, rhino, whatever you wanna call it.

There's no doubt that being fat is super unhealthy and the chances of getting all those diseases are very high. Duh, I am aware of that. I dont want to spend my life being paranoid and wonder how long do I have until I die when I could have used up those times to live my life to the fullest. This is why I dont go for medical check ups as well because I'm such a paranoid mess.

Yea yea yea...if I dont go for check ups, I wont get the treatment I need to prolong my life/save myself. Blah blah blah. Whatever. I'm fine with that.

So anyway, yeah...I hate it when "concerned" family members ask me about my weight and tell me what to do when they damn well know that its a sensitive issue. They keep saying that we should be happy with what God blessed us with or how God made us, etc. Well, God made me fat and chubby and I am cool with it so just deal with it. I was born this way...not that I chose to be like this. See the irony?

Most of the time, I just feel like being anorexic or bulimic on purpose to show them how they've ruined my life by pressuring me, insulting me and embarrassing me.

I'm curvy, and I like it!!!!!!

What a way to upset me when I'm just starting to feel happy again. I'm happy because I got an A- for maths and I can actually graduate, I'm motivated to start hunting for jobs and my convo will be on my birthday. Now, all this happiness has been swept away just like that.

Thanks for raining on my parade.